Author note: I was a little burnt out on the classic angsty/dark and generally unhappy stories that abound sooooo much. A friend of mine (who shall remain nameless) and I felt the burning desire to write one that was horrendously sweet and fluffy, with A LOT of sickening lovey-dovey-ness, and oh! lest we forget the slight ooc-ness that comes with Sasuke in this one. He and I are firm believers that Sasuke had the potential to have a slight shift in personality if he had grown up in a more normal setting and sense. Well, he might still be a little emotionally stunted… XDDD

Warnings: [Yaoi] [NaruSasu and KakaObi are the only established pairs, but there will be others, oh ho ho ho] Enough Fluff to suffocate you. Seriously.

Disclaimer: I obviously don't claim rights to Naruto and Sasuke as I wouldn't be disclaiming now would I? As always, rights go to Kishimoto-sensei, the man behind the magic.

Go All The Way – Part 1

--Matahari

It just so happened that the school's prettiest and most popular boy was also the most studious and shy out of everyone. Uchiha Sasuke. Now, one might think that in spite of the very pronounced family that Sasuke came from that he might be more conceited in his popularity, but they'd be wrong. Sasuke was quiet, never bothered anyone, and was as far from arrogant as one could get. This... wasn't always what the public eye saw though. And still somehow through all of this... he was still maybe considered... a geek.

The sheer mass of girls who fawned over him might have something to do with that slightly hardened exterior though. They were also the reason that his very first relationship (at the age of seventeen, sadly) was being kept a secret, as it was highly doubtful that they would approve of his choice. No matter what anyone said his blond loudmouth, Uzumaki Naruto, made him the happiest he'd ever been.

Their relationship was being kept under wraps at Sasuke's request, for fear that his [wonderful] boyfriend would be trampled under the high heels of a thousand rampant and highly hormonal women. Poor Sasuke and Naruto's nerves were starting to fray horribly at the extra stress (read: sexual frustration), their days being spent at school chastely, under the facade of the best of friends. Their nights had every conceivable right to be being spent passionately, but alas, life was cruel to the loving pair.

If it wasn't Naruto's well-meaning mother barging into the room, it was Sasuke's mischievous brother. Both families meant well really. Naruto's mother knew about their relationship as did Sasuke suspect his brother knew, but the elder Uchiha hadn't said anything to him - just smiled enigmatically and mysteriously at his little brother and left the room.

Thankfully, neither of their fathers had seen doom approaching yet and they'd very much like to keep it that way, at least for a little while. In any case, between the interruptions and the pressure of being discovered, the boys hadn't gotten to any serious pinnacles in their sexual exploits. Heated make out sessions in between studying and massive amounts of explorative groping were the extent of their experiences thus far.

Sasuke was shyly hoping that would change soon (namely if the increased amount of wet dreams were any indication). They had been dating a couple months now and he was wound up tight enough that he was more than ready for his boyfriend to bed him. So what if he was a virgin still? Naruto was just the person to remedy that, for Sasuke had never felt so connected to someone in his life. Such instant attraction but also such deep reaching feelings, had never been felt by either boy, and so they were helplessly pulled together, not that they minded at all.

Tomorrow was the start of something amazingly helpful though. Tomorrow, both Sasuke and Naruto, along with their classmates, would be several hundred miles away in the beautiful Konoha gardens. A class trip would be an excellent way to slip off and spend some much needed time together. And Sasuke hadn't even told Naruto the best part yet, which he thought about gleefully most every night. One way or another, this trip would change their relationship (hopefully for the better, Sasuke crossed his fingers mentally).

"Oi, teme!" Naruto waved a hand in front of Sasuke's face. "Still in there?" The blonds eyebrows drew together in concern, and Sasuke could have melted right there from the emotions swirling in his boyfriend's bright blue gaze - emotions that were there because of him, there for him. He felt his heart flutter.

Sasuke playfully pushed the blonde's hand away from him. "Yes, idiot."

The hallway was nearly empty, he noticed as he took a quick glance around. He grabbed Naruto's wrist swiftly, pressing a quick kiss to the veins littering the underside. Unable to stop himself, he stole five more light kisses, over each of the blonde's knuckles on that hand. The last left Sasuke's lips lingering on the thumb a little longer than necessary.

"Of course, ai. I'm fine." He said quietly and gave a small smile to Naruto. "Just daydreaming of you, dobe."

Naruto blushed. Sasuke smirked at him.

"When are you coming over tonight?" Sasuke asked, stuffing whatever books he wouldn't need for the weekend into his locker.

Naruto watched him, silently slinging his bag over a shoulder. With another cursory glance around he leaned forward giving a swift peck to Sasuke's lips. "I'll be over after dinner, koi," he whispered, lips still close. "Hopefully, that way I'll get to keep you all to myself for at least a little while without interruption." By the end of his sentence, his voice was husky, filled with lusty inflection.

Sasuke swallowed thickly, Adam's apple bobbing lightly, his disheveled pants feeling just a little bit tighter. The blond was giving him that look - the one that never failed to turn Sasuke into a quivering mass of ecstasy once his boyfriend started kissing him (everywhere he could reach).

Sasuke groaned. It would have been a whine if he'd been anything other than an Uchiha. His family had instilled some things in him, after all. "Don't, Narutooooo. I have a Science Club meeting; if I don't show up Neji and Shino will kill me." He refused to believe he was pouting, too.

Naruto winked mischievously, grinning like a fox, and turned on his heel, waving over his shoulder. "Have fun with your fellow nerds."

"Jackass," Sasuke muttered sullenly, lips twitching in an effort not to smile.

He watched the retreating back of Naruto until he disappeared around a corner. Then with a sigh he turned and trudged off to Hatake-sensei's room.

The door was already open so he slipped in quietly.

"Hello, Sasuke." Hatake-sensei was lounged back in his chair, feet propped on his desk, reading a small green-bound book in his lap. His eyes hadn't left the pages as Sasuke walked in.

"Afternoon, Kakashi. Where are the guys?" Sasuke looked around at the empty classroom, pushing his glasses up his nose some.

"They'll be back in a moment; I believe they went in search of a vending machine." Sasuke sighed and sank fluidly onto a stool. Kakashi's room was so... so... barren. A multitude of small metal stools, sterilized work stations, and the overpowering stench of formaldehyde were what he had to look forward to in this room. At least the Mathletes met in the library, where there were comfortable couches and poofy armchairs and only the smell of dusty old tomes - a smell that he [quite secretly] found to be comforting. He sighed again, his head falling onto the cold, metallic desktop.

It was going to be a long day before he got to see his loveable idiot.

"Sasuke..." Kakashi murmured. He looked up to see the teacher motioning him over. Standing, he slunk to his sensei's desk, wondering what the man could possibly want. He usually just sat reading his novels (what Sasuke knew for a fact to be smut actually), ignoring his charges until the end of the meeting, preferring to engage in his mental perversions. Although… could he really blame Kakashi with all the thoughts he had been having about Naruto lately?

"Hai, sensei?" He stood before him, hands laced together behind his back, slouching in an accustomed manner. He really had started to have such terrible posture.

Kakashi watched him for a long moment before nodding to himself, his unusually angled silvery hair shifting with the movement. It was funny that Kaka-sensei wasn't really that old and had already gone grey (Sakura and Naruto at least never let up on the poor man). He opened one of the bottom drawers of his desk, retrieving a plain, untitled book, fairly thick as well. He promptly handed it over to his student, mismatched eyes still lazily studying him.

Sasuke frowned. "What's this?" He flipped the book open a bit in the front and was met with only words, but before he could even begin scanning the content of the bizarre little periodical the man's voice broke his thoughts.

"Open it to the back," Kakashi suggested.

Sasuke did as directed and barely stifled a gasp. His eyes went wide as he viewed the detailed diagrams through the last twenty pages of the book or so. He shut it with a snap, avoiding Kakashi's knowing smirk as a blush stained his cheeks that he was helpless to remove.

"Why?" Sasuke timidly asked one simple question. Hopefully, he would get a simple answer and God he hoped it wasn't the one he was thinking of. There was only a single solitary reason his teacher would give him something like this - a single solitary obnoxious, loud, and blond reason.

Kakashi opened his mouth then shut it. He laughed, sounding a little unsure as to how to say his piece. "I thought it might be useful to you. It was to me once upon a time."

Sasuke's eyes rapidly flipped back up to his sensei's, startled. "You mean... you..."

Kakashi laughed again, his eyes squinting up in his delight as he idly scratched a cheek. "Swing both ways?" he spoke softly. "Why, yes, I do." But, Sasuke already knew that; it wasn't what he was inquiring.

"Was I so very obvious?" Sasuke whispered, eyes downcast, mouth in turn falling into his customary small frown.

To Sasuke's ease, his sensei replied, unhesitant, with a, "No." He stroked his chin a few times, thinking, Sasuke relaxing back into a loose stance. "I suppose it was easier to see to a trained eye. You two have something very special."

"So it's easy to see if you know what to look for," Sasuke muttered dejectedly. This was not good. What if there were other people in the school like them who could spot it? Would they say something?

Kakashi surprised him again though. "Yes, but not just that you two are together." Sasuke waved a hand impatiently for him to continue, leaning his hip against the man's desk, index and middle finger pushing his glasses up again. "Hmm, how do I tell you this...? Oh, yes! You see, with you two," and Sasuke was again thankful for the man's discretion at purposefully not mentioning a name, "It's easy to tell you love each other."

Sasuke squirmed uncomfortably against the edge of the man's desk, his feet playing nervously against each other, nearly positive that his cheeks were turning pink. Thanks so much for a pale complexion, he couldn't help but think. They both knew it, yes, but neither had taken that last little step to say it aloud to each other. It was still a bit of a taboo topic, despite the sweet little pet names they used flippantly for each other; it was an easy way to voice it without actually saying it.

"Ah, I can see that's a sore spot. I apologize, Sasuke." Kakashi nodded and winked the mismatched ruddy brown of his left eye at him then. "Trust me though, from someone who knows." It was so softly said that he couldn't help but heed it.

Sasuke hearing talking getting closer to the classroom, looked down at the curious text he was still holding, debating if he should concede to accepting the help. After a moment, he hurried back to his things and stuffed the book away in a small pocket of his bag where no one would be the wiser and thought about what Kakashi had said. They were always very informal with each other because it was hard not to be with someone you saw around your house most weekends. Not only was 'Hatake-sensei' a friend of the family, he was also involved romantically with his cousin Obito. Hardly anyone outside the family knew about their relationship either (not that they hid it) so Sasuke supposed it wasn't quite so odd that Kakashi had been able to spot his and Naruto's attraction to each other.

He and Kakashi were a lot alike, he'd found, with the exception of his perverseness, which Sasuke fervently hoped wouldn't rub off on him. Ever. Then there was Obito, who was undeniably at least a little like Naruto (odd for an Uchiha, but who was he to judge). Maybe, he and Kakashi were even more similar than he'd previously thought. How... odd.

At least he was [mostly] confident that his sensei was a special case and that no one else would catch on to their secret. Kakashi just knew intuitively because he shared something that was close to what he and Naruto had. Easy as that.

After Sasuke was through with his obligations for the day, he left the building and drove home, all the while pondering the book that lay innocently inside his bag in the passenger seat, yet was anything but. Home brought a sense of released tension that couldn't be afforded during school hours, letting Sasuke feel relaxed and at peace as he greeted his mother, leaving a small peck on her cheek and graciously accepting the tomato and avocado sandwich she gave him. He kept moving through the house, not coming across anyone else thankfully, never stopping for long until he got to his bedroom.

It was then that the object haunting his thoughts was carefully taken out. He locked his door before he sat on his bed and began to peruse the beginning chapter of the odd little book. Basically, the text was devoted to a sort of how-to when it came to... male homosexual relationships. There was very little about actual relationship stuff, more like the sexual mechanics behind sex between two men and many ways to keep the passion flowing (meaning, of course, plenty of pages devoted to foreplay).

Sasuke, as loath to admit it as he was, had already picked up a few books on this exact subject (pdf's on the internet thank god). It was research. Honest. He just wanted to be thoroughly prepared (mentally as much as physically) for when he and Naruto finally got around to this particular step. He was quickly informed though, that nothing he'd found previously compared to the gold mine that Kakashi had given him. The book was a virtual treasure trove of good - no, great - ideas, when it came to topping or bottoming and different positions, not to mention the aforementioned foreplay.

Sasuke remembered the diagrams and - ahem - drawings in the back, depicting some of the positions he was currently reading about. Honestly, he was surprised the thing didn't have the label 'Kama sutra' stamped on the title page. But it didn't; Sasuke had checked. Not that he'd have minded (mayhap, he should look into that?) it was just a bit… explicit… graphic. He didn't fancy himself a contortionist though. It was all so overwhelming; he hoped that in the heat of passion one could remember things like this. Knowing him, he'd do something to embarrass himself and have Naruto rolling off the edge of the bed in a fit of laughter.

Sasuke was smart though. Sasuke was really smart. He didn't have an over inflated ego, wasn't being smug or vain, but he knew what people said to him and he supposed it was just a fact, a perk of his genetics or photographic memory coupled with his penchant for reading anything that fell into his grasp (let them all call him a nerd when he was getting fucked within an inch of his life by one of the hottest guys in the school, ha!). He could remember this. He could do this. He just needed to make sure his idiot was a little educated as well. Considering the more Sasuke read, the more he began to [hot and moistly] dream of what it would be like under Naruto's strong body, he doubted that first hand teaching would be useful.

If he was going to willingly let his boyfriend top him, the not-so-common-sense-aware blond should probably read some of the book too. At least the basics, Sasuke reasoned. That way, when the time did come, things would go more smoothly. Knowing Naruto though, Sasuke was almost positive the boy had taken the visual route (meaning a healthy dose of good ol' gay porn). Suppressing the urge to roll his eyes, he snuck a glance at his clock and was shocked that he'd been reading for over an hour; he needed to get down to dinner, no matter how much he dreaded the affair.